Full-time Lottery System

"Is this from the Qianlong period?"

Chen Ze opened his mouth and asked in a daze. According to the information he saw just now, isn't this Nima a high-quality counterfeit product from three years ago?

"Yes, during the Qianlong period, there is absolutely no problem." Hearing what Chen Ze said, the owner said confidently.

With that expression, Chen Ze wondered if he had read it wrong just now.

He hurriedly used his discerning eyes again, and looked over again, only to see the line of words still floating on the antique: "High imitation antique, produced three years ago, and the place of production is Yucheng private tile kiln!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Ze frowned a little.

The discerning eye is the skill of Thief God, and it will never go wrong. So since it's not that the discerning eye is wrong, it must be that the shopkeeper is wrong.

However, the shopkeeper is so confident. So, after all, he himself didn't know that he was wrong, or?

"Chen Ze, what do you think of this?" Zhao Yamei asked again.

"It's okay, but I suggest to look at other things." Chen Ze said, he couldn't directly say that this is a fake here, so he said so, let Zhao Yamei choose some other things.

"Alright." Hearing what Chen Ze said, Zhao Yamei nodded, and then looked at other things: "Boss, how about this one?"

"Miss Zhao, your vision is really nothing to say, this one is a vase from the Kangxi period, 160,000 yuan." The shopkeeper laughed again.

Chen Ze hurriedly used his discerning eyes, and then looked over, only to see another line of text appearing on the vase: "The fake vase was produced seven years ago, and it was produced in a private tile kiln in Yucheng."

"False again.

Seeing this line of words, Chen Ze muttered to himself, and he began to have some thoughts in his mind. If one made a mistake, it could be said that the shopkeeper himself made a mistake. If two of them are wrong in a row, then!

"Shopkeeper, what year is this from? How much is it?" Chen Ze asked, taking the initiative to ask.

"Mr. Chen, your vision is also very good. This is from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and it is worth about 240,000 yuan."

"Then, that?" Chen Ze pointed to another one.

"This is also from the Wanli period, 220,000."

"What about this?" Chen Ze asked again.

"This is from the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, two hundred thousand."

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Chen Ze kept pointing to the antiques that the shopkeeper took out and placed in front of Zhao Yamei for her, and the shopkeeper kept introducing them to Chen Ze.

According to the shop owner, these antiques seem to be from the early Qing Dynasty, the late Ming Dynasty, or even the early and middle Ming Dynasty.

But these can be called precious antiques. Chen Ze looked at them with discerning eyes and found that they were all fakes.

All of a sudden, Chen Ze understood what the owner had in mind.

If one thing is wrong, it can be said that it was an accidental mistake.

If there are two things, it can barely be explained by carelessness.

But now, it turns out that everything, everything, is all fake.

This is very obvious. Obviously, these are deliberately brought out by the shopkeeper, so that Zhao Yamei can choose them deliberately to kill her.

After realizing this, Chen Ze became extremely annoyed.

One or two hundred thousand is actually nothing to him now, but what annoys Chen Ze is the behavior of the shop owner. This is simply deceiving himself and Zhao Yamei as fools.

"How about Ms. Zhao, Mr. Chen, which one do you like? If you like it, I can give you both a 20% discount."

The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that Chen Ze has seen through all his things. He is proud that he can make a lot of money this time. He doesn't believe that Chen Ze can see through his fakes.

"This, I want this." Zhao Yamei said, hesitating, not knowing which one to choose as her father's birthday present.

She felt that the things in front of her were very good.

"Wait Ami, we don't want these anymore."

At this moment, Chen Ze spoke and stopped Zhao Yamei.

Hearing Chen Ze's words, Zhao Yamei was stunned, and the smile on the owner's face froze.

"What did you say? Chen Ze? You don't want them anymore?" Zhao Yamei was stunned, she never expected Chen Ze to say such a thing.

"This Mr. Chen, are you dissatisfied with these things of mine? If you have any, I have other ones here, and they are all very good. I guarantee that you will be satisfied with Mr. Chen." The shop owner also said, Said eagerly.

He felt that a big fat sheep finally came, and he didn't want to lose him at all.

"I'm not satisfied. Shopkeeper, you should know the quality of your stuff. You should be the best. That's it. We won't take anything from you." Chen Ze said calmly.

With that said, he was about to pull Zhao Yamei away.

But after hearing what Chen Ze said, especially the words "true and false" in Chen Ze's words, the shopkeeper understood a little bit. He knew that it seemed that Chen Ze had seen through the truth and falsehood of his things, so he spoke sarcastically. .

Therefore, the face of the shopkeeper also changed, and he said: "If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. What is the authenticity of my things? Make it as if you can tell the authenticity of my antiques. Aren't you a boxer?" ? Well-developed limbs, just a waste of brain, and you are still here as a cultural person? Funny."

In fact, when he heard Chen Ze's words, the shopkeeper shouldn't have spoken any more.

But the shopkeeper couldn't swallow this breath, especially since he thought he could make a fortune today, but he was actually seen through by the fat sheep in his eyes, which made him a little bit annoyed, so he opened his mouth.

Hearing his words, Chen Ze stopped in his steps to leave.

He didn't intend to make a big deal of it, so he just said it vaguely.

And now, since the shopkeeper is so shameless, there's no need for him to give him shame.

"I just know." Chen Ze opened his mouth, and said to the shopkeeper indifferently, "The things you brought out, such as those from Qianlong, Kangxi, Qing Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty, are actually from these years. Moreover, they are all made by our Yucheng private tile kilns, they are all fakes, fakes worth a few hundred dollars at most, you dare to sell them for such an expensive price, do you think we are fools?"

After hearing Chen Ze's words, Zhao Yamei realized what had happened, and her face changed suddenly.

The same is true for this shop owner. Unexpectedly, Chen Ze could see all of them, so his face changed a little.

But soon, he recovered, and laughed loudly: "It's funny, it's really funny. How dare you say that these of mine are fakes? What right do you have to say that? You know I opened the How long has it been in the store? Let me tell you, even a person who has been playing with antiques for decades can't tell which ones are real and which ones are fakes. But you dare to swear so much, it's ridiculous gone."

The shopkeeper came to his senses, he thought it was absolutely impossible for Chen Ze to see it. Even a person who has decades of experience in collecting antiques can hardly tell whether it is genuine or a fake.

A Chen Ze, a boxer in his early twenties, how could he tell.

Therefore, the shop owner felt that as long as Chen Ze couldn't see that his things were real, then that would be fine. Chen Ze had absolutely nothing to refute.

"Really? Do you dare to bet with me?" Chen Ze said lightly.

"What are you betting on?" the shopkeeper asked.

"Just bet if I can see it." Chen Ze said, "It's just fakes, it's nothing to me to see these things."

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